A/U Recovery Drabble
Title: Back Up Plan
Author: Aussie
Rated: T
(300) word drabble
Bill frowned and jiggled Laura’s office door handle again.
“Laura, your door’s locked!” he called out and knocked at the same time.
Even through the solid wood, he could hear her squeak of distress before it opened a crack and she peeked out.
“You’re ready?”
She nodded and stepped out into the hallway, pulling her office door firmly shut behind her.
“Let’s go,” she said briskly, hooking her hand onto his arm, a habit she’d gotten into recently. It was only a casual gesture, he kept telling himself.
“I’ve got all the plans, but you were bringing the contract,” he reminded her.
She sighed and removed her glasses, hooking them onto the top of her blouse. Their weight made the silky material droop and gave him a better view of the curve of her breasts. It was distracting.
“There’s been a... Technical problem.”
He pinched his nose where his glasses rubbed. “The computer program,” he guessed.
She bit down on her lip and with a loud sigh she leaned to push her office door wide open.
Felix Gaeta was seated behind her desk, tapping away on one of three extra keyboards he had hooked up to her laptop.
She tilted her head and squinted. “He’s trying to recover the files.”
Two hours later, after rescheduling their meetings, Laura joined him on the low couch running along the wall of his office, where he’d been relegated after she had commandeered his desk.
“I was just going through the budget,” she said, kicking her shoes off. “We can save money if we reduce our office space.”
“You’re going to move in here?” he joked.
She stretched her legs out into his lap. “Yes, Bill, I am.”
Their gazes met and his mouth went dry. Eventually, however, he replied: “I’ll help you pack.”
Author: Aussie
Rated: T
(300) word drabble
Bill frowned and jiggled Laura’s office door handle again.
“Laura, your door’s locked!” he called out and knocked at the same time.
Even through the solid wood, he could hear her squeak of distress before it opened a crack and she peeked out.
“You’re ready?”
She nodded and stepped out into the hallway, pulling her office door firmly shut behind her.
“Let’s go,” she said briskly, hooking her hand onto his arm, a habit she’d gotten into recently. It was only a casual gesture, he kept telling himself.
“I’ve got all the plans, but you were bringing the contract,” he reminded her.
She sighed and removed her glasses, hooking them onto the top of her blouse. Their weight made the silky material droop and gave him a better view of the curve of her breasts. It was distracting.
“There’s been a... Technical problem.”
He pinched his nose where his glasses rubbed. “The computer program,” he guessed.
She bit down on her lip and with a loud sigh she leaned to push her office door wide open.
Felix Gaeta was seated behind her desk, tapping away on one of three extra keyboards he had hooked up to her laptop.
She tilted her head and squinted. “He’s trying to recover the files.”
Two hours later, after rescheduling their meetings, Laura joined him on the low couch running along the wall of his office, where he’d been relegated after she had commandeered his desk.
“I was just going through the budget,” she said, kicking her shoes off. “We can save money if we reduce our office space.”
“You’re going to move in here?” he joked.
She stretched her legs out into his lap. “Yes, Bill, I am.”
Their gazes met and his mouth went dry. Eventually, however, he replied: “I’ll help you pack.”